NEW - #56 - NEW
got drunk and spilled my guts. the listener (and subject of the gut-spilling) was wide eyed, speechless and has since forwarded his phone to an unidentified number. my hungover and confused, obsessive calling because i was getting a weird answer machine, has only exponentially increased my shamover.
-from "in (desperate) need of a muzzle"


#55
Got drunk downtown chicago, on the train home i blacked out, then was informed I told my best friend some pretty nasty shit, like I hoped his parents got divorced and kill themselves.. he promptly kicked the shit out of me, and now we're still friends, but that was one wicked shameover
-from "IrishDrunk"


#54
Did the "dress-up-like-Santa-and-get-wasted-but-don't-remember-second-half-of-night" thing again.
- from "Shameover Claus"


#53
Got schnockered on Jagermeister and vodka on an empty stomach. I am told that I threatened someone with a knife and managed to hit on a co-worker that I just met. The only thing I personally remember is painting on the dining table with water colors. The rest is a blank. I want that Saturday night back.
- from "Buster Blackout"


#52
I got rly hammered at this party, then got with this slighty younger girl, i fingered her and the bouncer threw us out the club, she then nearly cried coz she had been kicked out. Also someone else had anutha party at the same establishment, however i did not recieve an invite because of my previous actions being caught on CCTV... proper gutting...
- from "Edward Craig"

#51
I got really wasted, i drunk a bottle of white wine, and after that a bottle of beer. I went to a party with some friends, but i was way too drunk, so they told me to get a bus and go home, but i didnt, so i started walking like 10 blocks, till i passed out in the street. That was at aroudn 3 AM, i woke up at 5:30 AM, in a total mess, and went home. I was ashamed of what happend after my whole family found out.
- from "Cool"


#50
a friend's ex came for a visit (in town on business) to the house where forementioned friend and I live. This friend is not over this ex. Friend is not in town. Ex says business may be cancelled, so might go for a drink, and goodbye. Twenty minutes later, ex picks me up to go to the pub where we vividly discuss previous relationships. Rest of the flatmates come out for a drink. We get drunk. They go out to eat. Me and ex go back to house. Had some mac & cheese, shots of Jameson, and got naked. Grr.
- from "grr"


#49
ok well first im 20 and married to a 45 year old well one night i got drunk and slept with his daughter who is 2 years older then me, then slept with my babys daddy who happens to be my husbands nephew so my daughters real dad is her step fathers nephew which makes her step dad, uncle daddy.
- from "messed up life"


#48
Came home drunk and started to have cybersex on cam with my cousin's boyfriend and at the same time my cousin was instant messaging me. What a rush! Until the next morning her boyfriend calls my house and wants the real thing. It took me 5 minutes to figure out what the heck he was talking about. Oh dear, what did I do?
- from "oh dearme"


#47
I've got so many but I think my lowest moment was when I had a lot of pints and a few JDs in a niteclub, passed out, got kicked out by the bouncers, tried to get back into said niteclub and ended up with 3 bouncers holding me down with a knee sticking into my head. Went home to my mates house, puked all over his couch, fell asleep and pissed my pants. Wasn't gleaming with pride the next few days I can tell ya that.
- from "HooerinSlayerBastard"


#46
Exactly one week ago I went to a birthday garden party after drinking quite a bit of sparkling wine und beer. At least I was drunk enough that I didn't care that I was still wearing a suit. Then I cross-drunk misc booze with lots of whiskey and having random over honestly talks with others until my memory fades. I losely remember lying around somewhere behind the garden house. My memory kicks back in where I arrived at a bus stop with a friend at around 5 in the morning and I am desperatly trying to puke without success. About this time I noticed that I lost my jacket with all the valuables so I just stumbled in the bus and lay down somewhere and all I remember is a bus driver in an outrage with my friend trying to calm him down. Next day I called some people for my jacket and it was found soaked with (propably my own) vomit, as well as parts of the rest of the suit. Luckily the memories did not come back yet and hopefully never will.
- from "Glars"


#45
well, it started out by me going to my best friend's little brothers birthday party, me and my friends (older than the rest of the kids) decide to get drunk while the party is going on at the other parts of the house, so anyways, i hog most of the skyy bottle and drink about 2/3rds of the bottle over the course of about 30 minutes, i also had some cranberry juice for the flavor, within a short time, i was really shitfaced, and one of the last memories i can recall is watching the kids whack the pinata while i was slumped on the porch outside, i black out and when i wake up, im on my stomach on a bed, and my face is in a pillow, and theres 2 midgets jacking off onto me, i get up shocked and disoriented, and i turn to see my mom in the doorway with a dissapointed face on her.
- from "ketchup-suicide"


#44
Got too drunk to think and was persuaded by a friend to shit on the neighbors cat. So I did. Many pictures ensued, text/picture messages raged on thru the night, and apparently PETA hates me now.
- from "Morenel"


#43
got totally shittered one night on that devil brew whisky and beer, tried to dance to a live band but instead ended up falling into a table in front of two very attractive ladies who, needless to say, lost any interest they might have once had for me. Then i went to another show and was drinking heavily on the patio. When I decided to leave, i found out i couldn't take my beers with me, and was subsequently chased down and attacked by the bouncer in front of all my friends. Two other ladies found my predicament very hilarious, and in response to thier laughter, i took off my shirt and was trying to fight them, but was restrained by my friends, who decided to take me to a bar, where i took a shot of whiskey, spit it all over the bar, fell down in front of the bar to the ridicule of many passers by. Then was carried to a buddies van where it was rumoured that i shit myself, although that was not confirmed. ended up half inside, half outside my door puking on myself. ah, memories! cheers!
- from "The Program"


#42
I woke up with someone I shouldn't have, but thats not a surprise. She's
a good friend, think its gone a little wrong. I head dived through a fence. I
kissed the hosts mother when she popped round. I broke my friends finger, and his bed. I now have scratchmarks all down my back, my girlfriend is not going to like that. I texted my ex girlfriend, a hell of a lot, and told another i'm going to break up with my girlfriend for her, even though I forgot her birthday. I put my foot through my friends TV, I threw up all over his living room, I kissed three of my guy friends for fun, I glassed another friend and pushed him in front of a car. Jack Daniels doesn't go down well with my mind. Bit of a shameover, to be fair.
- from "Snooty Idiot. Blonde."


#41
After I got my heart broken by my ex, I would get drunk most nights for a couple months, I then called him, messaged him, or otherwise contacted
him and verbally assaulted the shit out of him for hurting me so bad.
I secretly still love him.
- from "dissillusioned drunkard"


#40
it was a couple of years ago. i was sitting on the balcony (8th floor) on my friends b-day and drinking beer. on one moment i just asked myself: "if i throw the bottle, where would it land - on the grass or sidewalk?". it landed on back window of a new mazda sports-car...
- from "empty molotov cocktail"


#39
got trashed at a house party, dont know how..probably mixing lots of
spirits but anyway. i blacked out and i've managed to piece together the
events of the night in loose order from around 1am till 6am. 1) drunkenly
hitting on lots of girls 2) pissing in the hosts bathtub while people watched
3) biting my friends and a stranger leaving a massive bruise on her leg
apparently 4)probably as a result of biting the stranger and leaving a
massive bruise, almost getting in a fight with a bunch of foreign exchange
students 5) hastily being dragged from the house leaving a number of
personal possessions and stealing someones hat 6) puking on the train
home in front of a lot of concerned looking buissiness men. i hid under
my covers for a week after that.
- from "ihatemyself"


#38
i tried to bite randoms and told them i had aides. WHY?!!! the pain
- from "nick"

#37
Got absolutely smashed one night, got lost on the way home and payed 15 quid for a handjob from some random prostitute. Unfortunately I've told one/two of my friends but oh well, its the worst thing Ive ever done and guess what, wouldn't have done it sober. Complete regret, mega shameover.
- from "Chris"

#36
On the night of Easter, 2006, I was sitting on a chair playing with a knife. I set the knife on my stomach, and when I reached over for my glass of vodka, I badly cut my hand. I bandaged it with a sock and kept drinking. Several hours later I was intrugued by all the blood, so I repetitiously jabbed the knife into my leg, making small wounds that bled little dots of blod. Once or twice I went too deep, about a fourth of an inch into my leg. This bled a lot. The next morning I bandaged it and went to a strip club.
- from "Mike"

#35
Went out to a house party on an empty stomach. drank my whole 700ml
bottle of vodka myself. Wound up in the host's little sisters room with the
worst looking girl at the party and got walked in on while rounding 3rd (i was so gone i couldnt feel anything below my waist anyway). Dont remember anything else from the night but i apparently hit on the hosts little sister. Saw the 1st girl on the train the next night while out with all my mates who somehow knew about it already.....shameover
- from "Vodka is Evil"


#34
I just broke up with my boyfriend over livejournal listening to my
exboyfriend's band's song.
- from "noxious in noho"

#33
i just keep hooking up with my ex, who cheated on me for a long time,
everytime i get excessively wasted.
- from "absolutdrunk"


#32
Got hammered, met a girl in a bar, thought she looked familiar, chatted,
hooked up, never got her name...met her at good friend's house party
next weekend. They had been dating seriously for 2 months and I had
met her with him about a month before...
- from "DrunkenMonkeyStyle"


#31
I'm falling for him, he's falling for me, and he doesn't know.
- from "contessa"


#30
one night i got absolutely hammered on some mexican moonshine that smelled like a cross between burnt tires and rubbing alochol. after waking up the next morning my friend told me that i got so violently drunk that when he and others tried to take the booze away from me i threatened to hurt them real bad. and i did - i kicked one of them in the nutsack. that was 6 years ago. now, whenever that friend and i ever meet someone new, the third sentence out of his mouth is, "Hey, do you know what this guy has done to me before?"; it's the shameover that never ends.
- from "kdiggity"


#29
I love her, she loves me and he doesn't know.
- from "Rich"


#28
Got schnockered on Jagermeister and vodka on an empty stomach. I am told that I threatened someone with a knife and managed to hit on a co worker that I just met. The only thing I personally remember is painting on the dining table with water colors. The rest is a blank. I want that Saturday night back.
- from "Buster Blackout"


#27
I slept with him just after I broke up with her. I'm still in love with her, and he was just convenient. He calls me too much.
- from "akk"


#26
Never been drunk before in my life and then got hammered (2 bottles of wine) at a fiesta in Spain with a bunch of foreign exchange students and only registered snippits of the conversation from the people around me: when one of the Germans mentioned he was from Brandenburg, I blurted out "WELL AT LEAST YOU GUYS HAVE THE BRANDENBURG CONCERTI." Then my then-crush-now-ex escorted me back to his flat where I declined to sleep with him and fell flat on the couch. Then the next morning I puked all over the mail at my own flat, tried to throw
away the "junk" mail portion of it, but my sharp-eyed espanyola flatmate pulled it out of the garbage and asked me "porque" I was throwing away everyone's mail.
- from
"You all have better shameovers, but as this is my first one, I have to vent it"


#25
Oh dear. the other night i got completely wasted and at first i was having
fun, but then a girl that i liked rejected me, and because i was so drunk i
got incredibly emotional, and started crying in the corner. This is especially bad because i am male and it was infront of all my friends, who will never respect me again. When i next saw the girl i tried to talk to her and she laughed at me or something. so i got really really angry and said i was going to stab her, and rape her. i didnt mean it, but this instantly turned everyone against me. I dont remember anything else. but i am told i kept collapsing and shouting stuff about wanting to die. The next morning was the begining of one of the worst days of my life
- from "Charlie"


#24
I woke up naked with a terrible blackout just to find out that I had
sex with my boyfriend but before that someone took me off the swimming pool because I was passed out there. Now I have a huge shameover and my ex is a stalker who doesn't quit talking shit about me just because I don't want to be with him anymore.
- from "NoMoreVodka"


#23
i'm having an affair with one of my friend's ex boyfriends. they dated for about 2 years, and were very close. out of nowhere we just fell in love. i'm also cheating on my boyfriend of a year with him. we were also very drunk when the affair started. and on a secret trip to the beach.
- from "ohgod"


#22
Got wasted at a birthday party. Made out with a guy in front of the girl
I was interested in. I was still so drunk the next morning that I found it
hilarious. Only mid-afternoon did it turn into... a shameover.
-from "JustSayNo"


#21
the past year has been the craziest of my life and during that time I have been using an empty office at my work to make personal phone calls when I need privacy. I have had some of the most painful, explosive, intimate, raw conversations of my life in that room. today I found out that the guy in the next office can hear everything I say clear as a bell through the fucking heating vent.
- from "officeshame"


#20
I lived in Australia for six (mostly) unforgettable months. On the eve of my departure, me and my new friends went out and got pissed for a final time. Come closing time, I was so obliterated I couldn't complete the 10-minutes walk home. I woke up 2 hrs. later on the steps of the local aquarium, and my favorite hat was missing. I dragged my ass home for a few hours sleep. The next morning, I woke, still drunk, and walked into town to say goodbye to my friends. On the way in, I saw a homeless guy chilling on a park bench with my hat! I started talking with him, and ended up trading my hat back for a nice, hot breakfast. He got an egg sandwhich, I got lice.
- from "Andrew"


#19
I was living in Long Island and went out to bars in NYC one Thursday night. I wound up heading to take the LIRR back home at around 3am from Penn Station. Next thing I know it's 7am and I'm laying face up on the waiting room floor. It took me five minutes to figure out where I was. Then I had to spend the next hour on the train with my longest, most hungover, walk of shame. The looks from commutters in suits was priceless.
- from "e"


#18
Got that drunk after a free girls night out, that I crawled out of the club
on my hands and knees and passed out in the middle of the road.
I woke up freezing cold, outside my house, sprawled out on the grass
about 5am in the morning. My mates dumped me in a taxi and then
he mustve just booted me out, I was that drunk I couldnt even make it
through my own front door.
- from "Emma"


#17
got trashed and sent a text to my ex-boyfriend describing our last sexual
encounter in detail. i realized this morning it was the wrong ex-boyfriend.
- from "text mishap"


#16
i hooked up with my cousin.
- from "gplyzk"


#15
my computer needs a breathalyzer. Got wasted, got home, sent out
a mass email saying, "When I get that feeling, I need sexual healing,"
and promptly passed the fuck out. I think I have to transfer.
- from "H5N1"

#14
I was with a friend in a foreign city and we proceeded to get blind drunk.
I'm male, she's not. I begged the bartender not to serve us anymore
but he continued. It was a Monday night. Friend started kicking and
fighting when I tried to drag her back home. We got into a cab and
she kicked me in the head, so I clocked her. Cab driver nearly called
the police. We both looked like victims of domestic abuse the next day.
- from "The Wire"


#13
i got wasted and then started doing lines off of random people's naked
body parts while someone i'd never met took pictures. it seemed like a
good idea at the time. guess i'm never running for office.
- from "racecar"

#12
Sat in the Yahoo Fight Room 4 from Friday night until Sunday evening
screaming on the mic.
- from "Hempotha"

#11
sneaking a boy out the back door when my mom stopped by
(and getting caught). i am 28 years old.
- from "lunastar"


#10
at end of night of bar hopping tried to orchestrate taking bath together,
we jumped in tub with drinks but for some reason could only get luke warm water and room was freezing. She wound up cold, wet and speechless. I wound up with a shameover.
- from "Bernie"


#9
got drunk, text m'ed my ex...someone take my phone from me!!
- from "Marisa"


#8
I'm holding my crotch in every single one of the pictures from the
after party last night. I never do that.
- from "ShyCameraGuy"


#7
was on craigslist rants and raves till 4am. again.
- from "Craig"


#6
Spent most of post-drinks pre-dinner talking about how hard my parents
raged when they were our age. Sometime during dessert it kicked in that
this was probably the 10th time I've told him those stories and it wasn't a
loving look in his eyes, it was sleepiness and boredom.. Slap Me.
- from "UtalktoomuchgirlUnevershutup"


#5
Jesus. Boozed it up at the company party and talked trash all night about
how could anyone really fall in love and marry someone over the internet
and my freakin BOSS just met his wife on Match and was bragging about
it at the other table!!!
- from "Screwed"


#4
Went to house party last night and woke up on their back porch couch
this morning. No shoes, no wallet, no keys. Late for work. Had to wake
the hosts to get my stuff. Massive shameover in so many ways.
- from "radioShagger"


#3
IF I TALK ABOUT MY HIGH SCHOOL SOCCER CAREER ONE
MORE TIME WITH HIM I'M GONNA KILL MYSELF!!!
- from "wregp45"


#2
We shared a bottle of champagne to celebrate her birthday and I wound
up talking the whole night about a new theory for tax protesting and
interpersonal loans. UGGHHH SOOOO DUMB...
- from "TKing"


#1
Definitely should not have kissed him on New Year's. Or him. Or her or
him or her or her or done all that other stuff with that last guy. I work
with all of them. Can't WAIT for tomorrow.
- from "Ms.V"